57. Sword Tide

Outside the Asakura gambling house, Hongyi Lane was as quiet as a quail after the rain.

In the dark night, the lights in Los Angeles were out, and only hundreds of spies holding torches blocked the Red Lane to search for the whereabouts of the Jing Dynasty spy.

At this moment, the official who had been so arrogant and overbearing was being tied up with iron chains as thick as fingers and was kneeling on the ground.

This man has amazing martial arts skills. Even when surrounded by hundreds of spies, he can still fight for half an hour.

However, as Old Man Yao said, no matter how powerful an official is in this world, he is afraid of the military formation. Don't think that you are invincible just because you are powerful. Power is the most powerful thing in this world.

Jin Zhu lifted his coat, picked up the torn blue cloak on the ground, and put it on the official. He squatted down opposite with a smile and said, "Zhao Zhong, the hereditary official of the Zhao family in Hezhou. I remember that you were once the bodyguard of a young master of the Xu family. How did you end up working for the Jing Dynasty now? Or... is the Xu family also involved today?"

Zhao Zhong's face turned pale: "Eunuch party, lackeys, bah!"

He spat towards the golden pig's face. The golden pig seemed to be prepared and took out a folding fan from its arms and opened it to block in front of it.

The Golden Pig wasn't angry either. He just smiled and said, "You are a dignified official of the Zhao family, but now you are just a prisoner. I will take you to the inner prison. Sooner or later, I will make you reveal your cultivation secrets to the inner minister and take you away!"

After saying this, he stood up and looked at the spies who were standing quietly with torches in their hands. "We've had a great victory today. Brothers, take the prisoners to the inner prison and get some rest early. Tomorrow, when you wake up, I'll treat you all to the best meal in Luo City at the Eight Immortals Restaurant!"

A trusted spy on the side whispered a reminder: "Sir, Chen Ji was chased out and has not been seen since."

Golden Pig slapped his forehead and shouted, "Oh, I almost forgot about him. A mere apprentice at a medical clinic was being hunted by spies and was most likely dead. The Minister of Internal Affairs had just promoted him to the Secret Service, and the next day he died at my hands. If others knew about this, they would think I was jealous of his talent. Quick, go find him and save his life!"

However, just as he finished speaking loudly, Jin Zhu turned and whispered to the spy beside him, "Although he risked his life to hold the spy and fell from the second floor without any problem, he didn't even think about going back to the gambling house to reunite with us. Instead, he ran outside... Now, even if someone says he went to report to the Jing Dynasty Military Intelligence Department, I will believe it. We must send someone to find him tonight, alive or dead!"

"Sir, if he is still alive?"

"Then let him explain clearly what he did tonight and why he didn't come back to join us!"

"Sir, what if he dies?"

"If he's dead, he's dead. Bury him properly."

The spy was puzzled: "Sir, aren't you going to invest in him?"

Jin Zhu rolled his eyes at his confidant: "Of course I really want to invest. Do you know how valuable it is to be chosen by the Minister of Internal Affairs to join the Secret Service? But I can't invest in a Jing Dynasty spy or a dead person!"

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There is a unique smell of earth in the air after the rain.

Chen Ji was sneaking quietly in the shadows of the gray walls and gray tiles. He was soaked by the rain and felt that the wet clothes on his body made him feel colder and colder.

He turned over the cloth he had used to bandage his wound and saw that the skin and flesh at the edge of the wound had turned white due to blisters. If he was not treated in time, he would probably become seriously ill.

But how could he have time to heal his wounds now? After escaping from the gambling house, no matter how convincing his performance was, Jin Zhu would inevitably become suspicious.

It would be truly fatal if he could not explain his whereabouts afterwards.

At this moment, Chen Ji did not return to Taiping Medical Clinic, but went back to the alley where he killed the Jing Chao spy, faked a fight scene, and pretended to faint there after the fight.

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Chen Ji suddenly stopped where he was. He felt as if he had missed some detail, which would most likely lead to his exposure.

What is it?

What on earth is it!

Chen Ji suddenly looked down at the wound on his chest and realized what detail he had missed.

But he picked up the long knife of the Jing Dynasty spy, carefully cut a wound on his right thigh, and then continued on his way.

Chen Ji staggered, and from time to time he had to avoid the night watchmen passing by on the street. He felt himself getting weaker and weaker, so weak that he could hardly open his eyes.

At a certain moment, he was thinking, was it worth it that he suffered injuries tonight but failed to solve the hidden danger?

To him, Wu Hongbiao suddenly appeared as if he had popped out of a stone, catching him off guard.

Did Wu Hongbiao lie? Chen Ji tended to think so.

As soon as the two sides met, they immediately started fighting. At that time, Wu Hongbiao still had the strength to fight and did not need to pretend at all.

But after recognizing Chen Ji, he immediately relaxed and fell to the ground, even throwing away the knife, which was equivalent to handing his life into Chen Ji's hands.

One risked his life to ventilate himself

Even if Chen Ji had never known the person who reported the news and had no feelings for him, he still couldn't do anything.

Law-abiding people are worried every day, while the strong and powerful are singing every night. This era is indeed sick, but he is not a person of this era after all.

The alley was getting closer and closer... When it was just one street corner away from the alley, Chen Ji saw a fire coming towards him in the distance, as if someone was holding a torch and looking for something.

He quickly hid in the shadows under the wall and thought of a solution quickly.

The person coming must be from the Secret Service. If I just walk over there, I will definitely bump into him.

Do you want to retreat directly?

No, he had to go back to that alley to make things right for tonight.

Chen Ji climbed onto the roof with great effort, crouching carefully to avoid being searched. Several times, spies looked towards the roof, and he had no choice but to lie down and crawl forward slowly.

As time goes by, Chen Ji's physical strength will be exhausted.

Finally, the alley was right in front of him, and he slid down quietly by clinging to the wall. But when he landed, he felt his feet go weak and he fell into the water.

He lost too much blood and collapsed.

Chen Ji struggled to get up, dragged the Jing Chao spy out from the pile of debris, and made the surroundings look like traces of a fight.

Then he fiddled with the body of the Jingchao spy, making both of them return to the position in which he had strangled each other with the scabbard and lying on their backs on the ground, pretending that he had fainted due to severe injuries after killing someone.

However, his injuries were not serious enough to dispel Jinzhu's suspicion!

A trace of determination flashed in Chen Ji's eyes. He held the dagger in the hands of the Jing Chao spy, and held the Jing Chao spy's hand himself, and swung the knife fiercely at the wound on his thigh that had been cut earlier, until the dagger disappeared to the handle!

In an instant, a piercing pain came over me.

Chen Ji's whole body was convulsing, and cold sweat fell from his forehead like soybeans.

But from beginning to end, he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

Not only that, Chen Ji also scooped up the accumulated water on the ground with his hands and kept pouring it on the wound, so that the blood oozing from the wound would not show any difference before and after the rain.

Chen Ji forced himself to finish all this until he dimly saw the flickering of fire outside the alley. He slowly closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and really fainted.

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An unknown amount of time passed before Jin Zhu, under the guidance of the spy, came to Chen Ji and squatted down to check.

He first pried open Chen Ji's eyelids, took out a torch and waved it in front of Chen Ji's eyes: "The eyelids are not trembling, and the pupils are contracting slowly... He really is unconscious."

Jin Zhu touched the wound on the neck of the Jingchao spy again: "He was strangled to death with a scabbard. Before he died, he stabbed this guy in the thigh... I didn't expect that this guy could kill the spy alone. I underestimated him."

Jin Zhu changed the subject, "But Jingchao's spies are far more skilled than ordinary people. How did this guy manage to win? Is it really true that good fortune always comes naturally... Wait, undress Chen Ji. I need to check his wounds. He might have left mid-transaction and then returned to heal his wounds."

The next moment, the spy tore open Chen's pants and shirt, revealing the knife wounds inside, but saw that both knife wounds were white and swollen due to being soaked in water for a long time.

Fortunately, Chen Ji had cut a wound on his leg in advance and allowed it to swell in water. Otherwise, if Jin Zhu found out that the wound was new, he would be exposed.

This is the detail that Chen Ji almost missed.

The spy said to Jin Zhu, "Sir, the knife wound has been there for a while. It's not fake. He can't move freely with a knife wound like that on his leg. He must have fainted here after fighting with the spy."

Golden Pig breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that there is really no problem... Am I too suspicious?"

"Sir, what should we do now? Should we send him to the doctor?"

"No," Jin Zhu shook his head. "Take him to the inner prison and ask a doctor to treat him. If he wakes up, tell me immediately. I have something to ask him. People are most likely to ask questions when they are weak."

"clear."

However, at this moment, a voice came from outside the alley: "Gentlemen, have you seen my apprentice? He is tall and thin, wearing all black."

Jinzhu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the entrance of the alley, only to see old man Yao with white hair and beard standing at the entrance of the alley, questioning the spy.

As he was asking, Old Man Yao turned his head and looked into the alley, frowning, "Master Jinzhu, why are you in Luocheng?"

"Good evening, Doctor Yao. Why are you looking for your disciple so late at night?" Jin Zhu smiled and took a step forward, blocking Chen Ji behind him.

Old Man Yao walked over and asked, "Have you seen my apprentice?"

"No," Jin Zhu shook his head. "Doctor Yao, go look somewhere else."

"Who is behind Master Jinzhu?" Old Man Yao had come closer and looked at Chen Ji lying on the ground. "Isn't this my disciple? Why did Master Jinzhu lie? Why is he lying here?"

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Jin Zhu said embarrassedly: "Hahahaha, so he is your apprentice, I didn't know before. He was injured by the villains of Jing Dynasty, and I was just about to send him to get treatment."

Old Man Yao nodded and said, "Then please send two secret agents to carry him back to Taiping Medical Clinic."

The Golden Pig said subconsciously: "No."

Old Man Yao was puzzled: "Is there any place in Luocheng that can treat illnesses better than my Taiping Clinic? Could it be that my apprentice has done something wrong?"

The Golden Pig hesitated for a moment and said, "I didn't do anything wrong, but I did something good."

Old Man Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but his tone was serious: "If he has committed a crime, Lord Jinzhu can deal with it as he pleases. But if he has not committed any crime, then I will write a letter to Lord Internal Minister and ask him why the Secret Service has detained my apprentice."

Jin Zhu was silent for a long time, and finally waved to the spy: "Help Doctor Yao carry Chen Ji back."

He stood in the alley, watching Old Man Yao's receding back, frowning.

After a moment, the Golden Pig muttered to himself, "I feel like something is wrong..."

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In a drowsy state, Chen Ji lay on the carriage, swaying as if he was drifting on the sea on a boat.

The sixteen fires near his dantian flickered continuously, as if a lamp had run out of oil and would go out at any moment. The ice flow in his body, which had been dormant for a long time, was now stirring.

The traces seemed to be swept by the ice flow onto the black sea of ​​clouds again, drifting for who knows how long like a lonely boat, and drifted to the ancient battlefield again.

The shouts and clashes of metal were like the fight between gods.

Chen Ji saw countless ancient birds flying in the sky, dragging their long and colorful tails!

Chen Ji saw the human battle formation on the ground advancing continuously, with human cavalry sitting on tall war horses. No, to be precise, they were no longer horses. Those under eight feet were called colts, and those over eight feet were dragons!

On the other side of the human battle formation, countless giant beasts seemed to be surrounding something, wailing non-stop!

Chen Ji fell from the sea of ​​clouds and landed on a green hill at the edge of the battlefield. He saw a tall figure in the battlefield, wearing golden armor and holding the royal flag, walking firmly among the troops step by step.

Beside him, a green light circled like a meteor, piercing through the attacking enemies one by one.

It was a long time later that Chen Ji saw clearly that the dazzling meteor was actually a handleless "sword"!

However, at this moment, the tall and majestic figure suddenly looked towards the traces on the mountain and said, "Return my divine way!"

"Return my sword!"

"Give me back my green mountains!"

"Otherwise, you'll take your life!"

The next moment, the sword light that covered the sky and the sun spread out like a tide, suppressing people to the point of suffocation.

The mountain wind was howling, making the old clothes rustle.

But this time Chen Ji showed no fear. He faced the towering figure and the overwhelming wave of swords and asked calmly, "Why?"

The sound of these words was like a huge axe hitting the mountains, making a rumbling echo.

As soon as he finished speaking, fires suddenly ignited in Chen Ji's body, one, two, three... six hundred and eighteen, seven hundred and twenty!

The light from the furnace fire shone through his body, as bright as a star!

In front of these stars, the sword light tide was split into two as if it encountered an island!

The towering figure was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter, the sound lingering in the sky: "You're back! It's you who's back!"

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"Chen Ji? Chen Ji!"

"Why are you calling him? He's still unconscious. Don't call him!"

"But I saw his eyelids move... Hey, hey, he opened his eyes... Master! Master! Chen Ji is awake!"

Chen Ji slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in the apprentice dormitory of the clinic.

He immediately felt his body and found that there were still sixteen fires. It turned out that it was just a dream.

He looked up again, but saw that the front was full of heads... She Dengke, Liu Quxing, Liang Gou'er, Liang Mao'er, the prince, Princess Baili, and the little monk?

Chen Ji couldn't understand why the three people behind him were in this dim apprentice dormitory.

He wanted to sit up with his arms propped up, but Liu Quxing pushed him back: "Don't move, don't move, Master told you not to move."

Chen Ji looked at the sky outside. It was still dark. He asked in confusion, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"The whole day!" Liu Quxing said. "We were all scared to death!"

Chen Ji's heart skipped a beat. He had been unconscious for a whole day?

I don’t know if I have deceived the golden pig?

What happened to Wu Hongbiao? Did he escape, or was he found by the Secret Service Department or the Military Intelligence Department?

However, at least he wasn't in the inner prison when he woke up...that was the good news.

(End of this chapter)